I missed you

Days have gone
Weeks have ran
Months flew away
With the wind

The words of love
Proclamation of affection
Declaration of potent desire
That I have for you
Stuck tight on my lips
Bottled hot in my heart

It is my fault
I have erred
Sipping Moscato wine
My favorite drink
At the beautiful African
La Campagne Tropicana Beach
It was a lavished holiday

Love never go on vacation
That is why am hungry
And thirsty for you more
Days can be forgiven
Months is unpardonable

I am back to occupy
Conscious of your mind
Nothing gone shall be lost!!

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